Dick Cavett

I first met Dick Cavett 40 years ago, when I was a teenager with my parents at a show on a Sunday afternoon in East Hampton. I saw him in the lobby and must have gotten all lit up because I pointed him out to my parents. A moment later, I felt a tap on my back.
On those gray days when my despair is palpable it seems such a high price. But on my good days, oh, those glorious, delicious, good days, of which there are many, you will quite often catch me singing. Out loud.
Citizens who have been numbed into a narcotized trance by fake infotainment media, a media controlled mostly by corporations whose bottom-lines would be hurt by a critically thinking electorate, are not the kind of citizens capable of preserving our democracy.
In the days and weeks leading up to the premiere of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, there was much speculation about who Stephen Colbert actually was, how much of what we'd seen up until now was a made up persona, and which version of whom would be hosting The Late Show.
High profile authors like Nelson DeMille, Dick Cavett and Dr. Ruth Westheimer had stacks of books to sell under the Authors Night tent. Not surprising, the longest line was for author Ed Burns, yes that Ed Burns.
Dick Cavett and a panel of critics dissect the "Daily Show" host's comic genius.